Where Mountains Whisper Secrets: The Samaria Idaho Legend

Previously

…Later that night, as Jedediah slept, his breathing deep and even, Eliza Mae sat by the dying embers of their fire, her thoughts a whirlwind of prayers and plans. The fear was still there, a quiet hum beneath the surface, but it was no longer a paralyzing force. It was a reminder of what was at stake, a spur to greater vigilance. She looked out at the starlit sky, at the vast, indifferent wilderness that surrounded them. It was a formidable adversary, but they were not alone. They had each other, they had their faith, and they had a vision that had been tempered, not broken, by the storm. Samaria would rise again. And this time, it would stand even stronger.